“when was the last time you cried?” ( 𝙞𝙨𝙖 )
“Yesterday.”


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“when was the last time you cried?” ( 𝙞𝙨𝙖 )
“Yesterday.”
☏ 𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙼: 𝙺𝙰𝚃 + 𝙽𝙸𝙺𝙺𝙸
Voicemail of Kat: [beep] Hey babe. I locked myself out of my apartment and the landlord isn’t picking up his phone. Not surprised, but - Ugh, I don’t even know how I did this. I think I might of left my key at Luxure, but that’s so unlike me. Anyway, I’m rambling, because I’m high, so anyway, I was wondering if I could sleep over. I totally understand if the squirt is there and it’s too late for that. I can call Derek or something maybe. For now, I’ll be in the hall. Okay, bye.
Voicemail of Nikki: [beep] I just called to say that if you weren’t so, well, bitchy all the time you’d be hot. And not in the way that men call girls bitchy because they show emotion. Honestly, I like most bitches, but you are - never mind. I’m drunk, bye.
"how do you know you're fighting for the 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 side?"
“The right side? As in morally? That ship sailed a long time ago. Now if you’re talking about the right side ala the winning side... My biggest concerns are myself and my own goals. The Vittori have helped me achieve some of those- but the moment they become irrelevant... well, you don’t hold onto broken things, do you?”
"do you ever get scared?"
“Scared? Yeah — not of like, spiders, or whatever. Used to be scared of the dark when I was younger. Don’t think I’m really scared of things anymore. Certain responsibilities, maybe. Keeping people safe.”
drunken confession.
"what made you this way?"
His lips stretched into somewhat of a smile. “That’s deep, esé.” With another sip of whatever burning liquor had been poured into his glass, Mason shrugged. “I guess having your family ripped away from you the same way you’re ripping away family from others now really... fucks you up, huh?”
drunken confession.